Where did you go? You magnificent thing. I saw you cross the road today. You were smiling as you moved oblivious across the world. I bit my fingernail with a precarious smile as I watched you walk. I wanted to touch it, feel it, be it. You, you marvelous thing. What should be simple is beyond complicated. Not with you, but especially with you. Music notes and hearts flutter out of the flowers that grow behind your footsteps. Insecure and fascinated, my soul jumps to you. I need you. See me. Walk my way. Take me with you, you magical thing.